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What are you talking about? Of course he does. |
No, Dad, Krusty is our guest. Your pratfalls and Punchinello antics aren't necessary here. |
Really? |
Yeah, just relax and be yourself. |
Ohh, that's a relief. |
Go wait in the car. |
We could have seen a monkey. |
Who wants to say grace? |
Why don't we let our guest do it? |
Bless us O lord... |
Krusty, would you do the honors? |
No! A clown is not a respected member of the community. |
Well, alright. I'm a little rusty, but um, I'll try. Baruch ata, addonoy, elohanu melech ha-olom, ha-motzee le-chem mean ha-aretz. |
He's talking funny talk. |
No, Dad, that's Hebrew. Krusty must be Jewish. |
A Jewish entertainer? Get outta here. |
Dad, There are many prominent Jewish entertainers including Lauren Bacall, Dinah Shore, William Shatner, and Mel Brooks. |
Mel Brooks is Jewish? |
Krusty, are you alright? |
Yes, it's just that saying the brucha brings back a lot of painful memories. The old days... my... my father... |
Hey Krusty, are you gonna finish that meatloaf or what? |
Poor Krusty, he's like a black velvet painting come to life. |
Krusty, why don't you tell us what's wrong? You'll feel better. |
Yeah, spill your guts, man. |
Come on... |
Yeah, Krusty, tell us. |
Well, okay. First of all, my real name isn't Krusty the Clown, it's Hershel Krustofsky. My father was a rabbi. His father was a rabbi. His father's father -- well, you get the idea. |
My father was the most respected man in the lower east side of Springfield. People would come from miles around to ask his advice. |
Reb Krustofsky, should I finish college? |
Yes. No one is poor except he who lacks knowledge. |
Rabbi, should I have another child? |
Yes, another child would be a blessing on your house. |
Rabbi, should I buy a Chrysler? |
Could you rephrase that as a, as a ethical question? |
Hmm... is it right to buy a Chrysler? |
Yes, for great is the car with power steering and dyna-flow suspension. |
Hershel, life is not fun. Life is serious. Seltzer is for drinking, not for spraying. Pie is for noshing, not for throwing. |
But papa, can't... |
But nothing! You'll do as I say or you'll get such a zetz that you won't even know what hit you. |
Dad wanted me to follow in his footsteps, but the pull of clowning was too strong. I got my first big laughs at Yeshiva impersonating my father. |
Boy, you don't have to follow in my footsteps. |
Don't worry, I don't even like using the bathroom after you. |
Why you little... |
Krusty, please continue. |
My father tried to extinguish the comedy bug. But it was no use. |
What are you doing in that bathroom? |
Go away. |
Open the door this instant. |
Oy gevalt! |
Close the door! |
Then came my big break. A Talmudic conference in the Catskills and I was the entertainment. |
But the Lord works in mysterious ways. |
Do you know that my son Hershel was first in his Yeshiva class. As a matter of fact, he was voted "The Most Likely to Hear God." |
Oh go on, Hymie. You're exaggerating again. You're so proud of your son. |
A rabbi would never exaggerate. A rabbi composes; he creates thoughts; he tells stories that may never have happened, but he does not exaggerate. |
My father would have never have suspected a thing, were it not for one rowdy rabbi. |
Hey, Funny-man! |
Hershel? Hershel! Oy vay iz mir! |
I have no son! |
You have brought shame on our family. Oh, if you were a musician or a jazz singer, this I could forgive. But, but-but this? I never want to see you again. You... you... clown! |
And I haven't seen my father since. |
That is so sad. |
Krusty, do you think about your father a lot? |
All the time. Except when I'm at the track. Then it's all business. |
Look at you, Bart. |
Oh, isn't that fun? |
Hey, whoa. |
Oh, the Fourth of July. I can't believe that little boy in the pictures is you, Bart. |
Yeah, I've got a lot of fond memories. |
Well, look at the time. Almost midnight. |
Do you have any yearbooks? |
No, that's it. You've seen everything. |
So uh, Milhouse, know any knock-knock jokes? |
I want to go home. |
Homer, maybe you better take Milhouse home. |
Gladly. |
Wow. The Concert For Bangladesh. |
Goodnight, Krusty. Sorry about your dad. |
Don't worry about me, I'm a survivor. |
Hey, did I leave my keys inside? |
Oh, yeah. Here they are. |
Academy Award Playhouse now returns you to "Hercules vs. The Martians." |
Welcome to our spaceship, mighty Hercules. |
Hello? Hello? Anybody there? |
Oh great, we came all this way and it's the wrong guy. |
I didn't mean that literally. |
What's this? I hear a phone ring and all of a sudden there's nothing. I'm listening and there's no talking. Hello. Mister, who are you? Why would they call ya if they don't want to talk to ya. |
Didn't Itchy Jr. look happy playing with his father? And didn't Scratchy Jr. look happy playing with his dad until they got run over by a thresher? Wasn't that a beautiful cartoon? For the love of God, cut to a commercial. |
Poor Krusty. |
A man who envies our family is a man who needs help. |
We've got to do something. |
Let's move. |
Reverend Lovejoy, we need you to help us find a rabbi. |
Well, um... before you make any rash decisions, let me just remind you that the church is changing to meet the needs of today's young Christians. |
No, no. We're not converting, we just want to find a Rabbi Krustofsky. |
Rabbi Krustofsky? Why, I do a radio call-in show with him every Sunday night. |
Really? |
I didn't know that. |
Gee, I mention it in my sermon every week. |
Oh, oh, that radio show. |
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